Letters of Love by
Dolores Esteban
Transcending night and day
We explore the realm of love
A realm unknown, out of this world
Eternal and beyond compare
Dear Edouard,
It’s early in the morning. It is dark, everything is silent. I feel a deep grief in my heart. At the same time, I anticipate a new morning. We parted without a promise, knowing that time will work against us. But I cannot forget. I do not want to forget. Edouard, you have captured my heart.
He was still waiting for the dazzling white light that announced the arrival of the transmitter cabin. Slowly, though, Adonis realized that something had gone terribly wrong.
Pale Moon Rising by Dolores Esteban
A pale moon was rising on the horizon. Adonis de Clark was sitting on the hard ground. He shivered as he looked at the violet sky. Adonis had waited motionless for almost ten hours. He was still waiting for the dazzling white light that announced the arrival of the transmitter cabin. Slowly, though, Adonis realized that something had gone terribly wrong.
The transmitter cabin had brought him to Makat, third planet of the Lucian solar system
I usually finish the books I buy, even if I feel bored. I remember two books in particular. One was about a werewolf running around and killing others every two or three pages. I really wondered how that author found a publisher. The plot of the other book sounded interesting. But the author described gipsy life in detail. It did not further the plot and it was all so boring. I finished the book just because of the money I had spent.